Oh, the (FB) Horrors!

[flickr id=”5888954984″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]The tween-into-teenage years were a nightmare for me. Labeled as a nerd, unpopular – oh, my I still have nightmares about middle school. Tortured, lost – it battered my low self-esteem into a pulpy puddle of goo.

In high school – once we moved 527 miles away to Indiana – I found friends. I had a group that I became a part of where I belonged and I still talk to some of them today.  As an adult I can say that I’m grateful for the internet as it has allowed me to expand my circle of friends. My best friend is someone I met online, and I would never have met my Geek-Girl peeps without the power of this internet world we live in.

I never thought I would be the one saying…

THANK HEAVENS I DIDN’T HAVE THE INTERNET IN MIDDLE/HIGH SCHOOL.

Because, really. Thank heavens I didn’t.

Now that the teen is on the internet we’re having to create a new set of rules.  From “Mom has access to ALL your accounts, and you’d better remember that” to “Don’t post intentionally hurtful things.”

For a while things got ugly. Internet privileges and the iPod have been revoked until proper ‘netiquette’ has been learned.

It’s a process that we are all learning together.

I am very glad I didn’t have to worry about such things at that age. It’s hard enough being a teen without everything happening at the speed of internet.

Scattered Thoughts

[flickr id=”6179693357″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”] *This morning I met with some wonderful ladies for a mini-conference w/ a talk given by the ever-internet-savvy Heather. It was a good time, I learned a lot, and it woke up something that I’d been thinking about for over a year now.  I have two blogs – and for a scatterbrain like myself it wasn’t working. I feel pressured to come up with twice the posts and then I don’t post at all.  So I’ve made the decision to somehow combine my writing blog (Sadie’s Storylines) into this one.  It’s not a clean mesh by any means – which is what has kept me from doing it for so long – but it’s a necessary one.  After all, my photography is here – why can’t my writing?

*I have been super-stressed in recent weeks.  Many crazy things have happened health-wise and personal-wise that I’ve been feeling awful overwhelmed.  Worst part is a current health-crisis with the hubby (although he’ll not be thrilled that I call it a ‘crisis’).  It’s serious and scary and worst part is we still don’t know what’s going on.  He’s having a procedure in a couple of days and we’re hoping that brings us answers and resolution in the coming months.

*In the next couple of days we’ll be a house full of eye-correction. There will be a forthcoming blog post w/ the cuteness of my girls in their new glasses.

*The teen has been on the roller coaster ride of teen hormones and girls.  This is also inspiring another blog post to be forthcoming.

*Expect some dust as I attend to the first item mentioned on this list – combining my blog.  This will require some redesign and some conflicting posts.  i’ve already transferred over all of my posts from the writing blog – now I just need to organize and clean this place up a bit (this will likely involve a new look of sorts – but nothing drastically different as i just ordered business cards)

*Just 2.5 weeks until I go to Bloggy Boot Camp.  Checking 2 things off my 45X45 (Blog conference & vacay w/ the hubby) in one fell swoop. After failing to get excited about it in the recent chaos, I’m starting to get giggly and eager.

*While there i’m totally going to have a nerd-gasm and go to the Star Trek Exhibit w/ my hubs (thanks Groupon for alerting me to its presence in St. Louis).  It’s geek-heaven.

*Gorgeous weather is leading toward lots of line-drying of clothes. Oh how I love this time of year 🙂

*I recently totally reorganized the hubbies DVD’s. Picture proof coming soon – HUGE and refreshing change.

*I got a new (to us) car. I have to say that despite its age – it is hands down the nicest car we have ever owned (and we have owned a LOT of cars in our 10 year marriage). It makes me very happy. More on that coming soon too 🙂

That’s it for now. Just got the call from Wal-Mart – glasses have come in!

This? This is not “improved”

[flickr id=”5293689107″ thumbnail=”small_320″ overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]I have spent the past 3 months jumping through hoops. Doing everything the government asked. Going to appointments that seemed ridiculous.  After all, she is covered by SSI for Cystic Fibrosis. It’s a set diagnosis. It’s not going to change.

I thought it was just normal. Three years had passed, they did a re-evaluation and we’d go on our merry way as we had been.

I never imagined we’d get a letter declaring the cessation of benefits.

That somehow, according to the government, Cystic Fibrosis is a condition that stands the chance of improving.

That somehow, 2 hospital visits, the addition of a very costly monthly med, a decrease in vitamin levels, a continuing need for nutritional supplements all equal an “improvement” in her condition.

I’ve already met with the lawyer.

Filed the appeal.

I get to go to court (woo-frickin’-hoo).

Continue to jump through their hoops. This time w/ a good lawyer on our baby’s side.

Stupid government.

The Curious Case of the Missing Underwear

[flickr id=”6247831361″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]Angel and Riley have the same amount of underwear. Riley has Dora, and Angel has Littlest Pet Shop. I made sure of this so that I would know who would need new and when and also to keep them separate since they wear the same size.  It can get confusing w/ some Irish Twins in the house.

So last week I started to realize that as I did the laundry I was missing a LOT of Angel’s Littlest Pet Shop. They weren’t in the laundry, or in her room. Where could they be?

It was Archie that figured it out.

All week long instead of actually changing underwear in the morning, Angel was just putting her clean pair on top of her dirty pair. At last count she had five pairs on at one time.

Needless to say the situation has been corrected. But it was a heck of a laugh to see five pairs on underwear on that little goober.

The Unlike of Me

[flickr id=”6202967832″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]I’m not liking myself much right now.

I’m attributing it to stress of the past month and of the upcoming holidays.

But I’m ugly. Inside.

Short tempered.

Nasty.

Angry.

Impatient.

I don’t like it and I want it to stop.

I’m hoping that now that I am returning to my normal routine I will get back my usual state of mind and heart. Now that I don’t have the added stress of fitting things around work that I will actually feel like I’m accomplishing something.

I don’t want to be miserable. I don’t want to be putting myself in time out like I did tonight.

The holidays are coming and I need to be happy. After all I have cookies to bake and treats to make and Christmas morning photos to take.

The Comedy and the Tragedy…

[flickr id=”6030468849″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]A few weeks ago I posted about the debate we were going through. Should I work? Or not?

We weighed all the options. Debated what we would gain, what we would lose. There were negatives, for sure. There were fears about me actually getting back to work – and the possibility of hospital visits happening with the kids.

We thought of everything. We were certain of that.

So when I saw the position at the library I leaped at it. I WANTED it. I took it without thinking about hours.  There was panic about being able to find childcare to cover my hours.  There’s been a lot of me missing just being home for and with my family.

In the end, though…I’ve loved the job. There are SLOW days for sure…and days so busy my mind is just spinning with everything that needs to be done.  While I’ve missed home, missed my family – I liked being out in public again. Having a reason to get dressed and put on makeup. Contributing to my family’s budget (not that I’ve seen a paycheck yet).

So yesterday as I was filling out paperwork for our all important magical insurance (that covers all things CF – especially the things that our stupid regular insurance does not – like $2500 meds) the realization hit me.

We didn’t think of everything.

I was forced into the realization that less than 2 full weeks into my job – I have to quit.

In the end my ‘extra’ income will hurt us far more than it will help us.

I spent yesterday a wreck. I had minor panic attacks all day.

My wonderful Archie when I was sobbing about how I liked the thought of contributing to the house, and that I felt good to be helping him with the “breadwinner” stress…told me that I contributed to the house by BEING here and making neat and calm and comfortable for his OCD-rattled brain after work.  He soothed my stresses about our current financial status and how this was supposed to help.

In my panic and sadness over leaving a job I love he was my rock.

So thank you, Archie.

Even if I know you only love me for regularly clean sheets and floors (over the sporadic cleaning since I started work) 😉